The Bodhisatta was once a tree fairy. A strong, bold thief broke into the homes of many rich families and people pleaded with the king to catch him, so detachments of men were posted around the city and he was caught. The king ordered his head cut off.
As he was being led to the place of execution, a high-class prostitute who earned one thousand coins a night, saw the thief and fell in love at first sight. She offered a one thousand-coin bribe for his release, but the thief was too notorious to just be set free. The governor said if she could find a man as a substitute, he would do it. So when one of her daily customers, a rich young merchant, arrived at sunset she lied that the thief was her brother and she wanted to save him. He agreed to take a one thousand-coin bribe for his release. When the merchant arrived, he was taken and hidden away and the thief was secretly sent to her home in a covered carriage. The execution was delayed until very late that night so nobody would see it was another man beheaded in place of the thief. The merchant’s headless body was impaled and the matter was over; the thief was free.
The prostitute stopped her liaisons, and she and the thief lived together happily. But after a few months the thief tired of this life. He decided to rob and kill his wife and leave. He told her that while he was being hauled away by the king’s men he had promised to make an offering to a tree fairy who lived on a mountaintop, and the fairy was now threatening him because he had not yet done so. So he had her put on all her best jewelry and went to the mountain with a crowd of people in tow. The thief told their followers to stay behind and the couple climbed the peak alone.
At the summit, atop a tall cliff, he told his wife his real intent. Shocked, she reminded him that she had saved his life and been completely dedicated to him, pleading with him to spare her life – she would give him her jewels and money and serve as his slave if he did. But he only wanted the valuables and would not let her live, so she quickly devised a plan to kill him. “I have never loved any man more than you,” she said. “Let me give you a proper good bye.” She walked around him three times, kissed him, and got on her hands and knees and laid her head on his feet. She then crawled to show honor on all four sides, and when she got behind him she leapt up and threw him over the cliff to his death. Seeing this, the Bodhisatta noted that sometimes women can act wisely.
The prostitute walked down the mountain, and when her attendants asked where her husband was, she told them it was none of their business and went home.
In the Lifetime of the Buddha
The prostitute was an earlier birth of a servant of Anathapindika, a wealthy supporter of the Buddha known for his extreme generosity. One feast day when the servant was going to the royal park her mistress gave her very expensive jewelry to wear. A certain thief (the thief of the past was him in an earlier birth) wanted to steal her jewelry, so he flirted with her during the day, giving her fish, flesh, and strong drink.
That evening, when people lied down to sleep, the servant went to find her suitor and he suggested they go someplace more private further away. She felt they were already in a place private enough and realized he must want to kill her and steal her jewelry, so she decided to act. She told the thief she wanted to drink some water and took him to a well. As he stooped over to draw the bucket up, the servant pushed him hard down the well and threw a brick at his head, killing him.
Back home, the servant told Anathapindika how she almost lost the jewelry and later he told the Buddha about it. The Buddha told him this story so he knew it was not the first time the servant girl had been clever and killed that thief.